Monday, 8 July 2013

Mother Tongue

We've made it to the motherland.  It's sure pulled out all the stops; clear blue sky with some of the warmest days it's had this year.  I must admit, I was kind of looking forward to the cool British weather after spending the last five weeks wiping sweat from my brow every five minutes, but I know the rain's to come and in the meantime I will take as much of a British summer as I can.

We were greeted by Courtney at the gates of Heathrow.  So lovely to see a familiar face at the end of a very long day of travel.  She promptly whisked us away to her little corner of the world - and what a world it is.  Rolling green paddocks, thatched roofed homes, flower planters under windowsills, and pubs on every corner.  We've spent the past two days living the country dream.  And after five weeks of noodles I must admit the pub food has come as an exciting and welcome relief.

Yesterday we went into Cambridge, which was a stunning place.  Seriously old buildings down cobbled pathways, bordered by a meandering river.



It's looking like we might be heading to Scotland next, but not before a couple of days of just sitting still.

- Hana

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